Monday 26 October 2009

Wistful





Saturday 24 October 2009

Wednesday 21 October 2009

Right, let's go start some trouble.

Video? I will not move nor blink.

The Greatest Cat in History


















Spent most of his life in Munich, Trevor the cat passed the last few years in the UK. He died aged 18. Everyone who came in to contact with him agreed that he had a fabulous temperament. Never bit, very cuddly, properly loving, and most of all, he enjoyed, no, he absolutely adored, being stroked, picked up, carried. And his big party piece: I could say "Trevor, give me a kiss" and he would always kiss my cheek. Unless there was another Trevor in the room - that could be embarrassing.

Tuesday 20 October 2009

Monday 19 October 2009

Sunday 18 October 2009

Friday 16 October 2009

Thursday 15 October 2009

Monday 12 October 2009

Monday 5 October 2009

Cat burglar cases joint.

No-one home, lovely. I'll break the glass, open the door and nick a few quid to buy some crack.

Sunday 4 October 2009

One of them moved, I swear it.

I tend to shampoo and blow dry every day.

Stuck - and just loving the drama.

...now call those handsome hunks from the fire department.

I won't give the next guy my number - they never call...


Yeah - there's definitely a dead pixel on your screen

... and "accommodation" is spelled wrong again, idiot.

What? Bit too much henna for your taste?

Tough.

Who said there's no room?



Saturday 3 October 2009

So you think I'm cute, do you?

...you won't believe the wave of destruction I'm going to unleash on your clothes and furniture as soon as you leave the room.

Thursday 1 October 2009

I know, I know - just don't take a photo ....

Great night grooving on the dancefloor, knocking back the tequilas, I'm wasted.

I dare you to reach down and touch me...

...and I'll shred your fingers.

Down and out and loving it ...

Never thought I'd end up sleeping in a box but I didn't want the hassle of a mortage.

I love a good book

Penguins are very comfy...

I really just don't know where I stand on the big issues of the day.

I would get off the fence but metaphors are tricky for me at this stage of my evolution.

What dude cat will see just before our lips touch

...might have to ditch the moustache, though.

Back off, blondie...

...or I'll make dog food of you.

Set my goal too high today

I just need a casual smile and she'll think looking an idiot is part of the act...

Yeah - looking sly today, baby

Worked on the eyes in the mirror last night - now I'm off to swagger round the hood.